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“Kyenna, sit down and eat your food. Them muthafuckas get paid by the hour.”

“You lucky I’m hungry.”

“And a nigga stood in that long ass line, you gon’ eat.”

“Do you think about him?” I asked Shameek.

“I think ‘bout his ass every day, man. Still can’t believe that nigga left us here like that.”

“If he would’ve just made it in the gate.”

“Yeah,” Shameek said, putting his burger down.

“My bad. I didn’t mean to ruin your appetite. Have y’all heard anything?”

“Nah, we got money out there and ain’t nobody talkin’. I’m startin’ to think it was someone close and they're right under our nose.”

“I was starting to think the same thing.”

“Really? What do you think happened?” he asked.

“I have my ideas. It happened too close to home. Which is why I’ve changed up so much shit. My codes at home have changed. I’ve changed the codes here as well. I can’t really trust anyone right now. I mean, Grif was supposed to be with him. It could be his ass.”

“I fuck wit’ you, Sis. You better believe I got my ear to the streets and I won’t let a fuck thing come yo’ way.”

“I appreciate you and Pops. Now can I go and handle my business?”

Shameek got up and grabbed our trash before walking with me to the door. He opened it and let me walk out first before closing the door behind us. It was good to have someone looking out for me. All my mind was on lately was getting the Flush back flowing with money.

At ten, Royal Flush was packed. I stood in the office and looked out at the floors. Every table was packed. When I looked at the cameras, all the sports rooms were filled. I walked to my husband’s chair and sat down. This shit felt good after the day I had. At the end, this was all worth it. The money was back flowing. I looked up at the picture of Rah.

“I did this shit for you, Baby. I’ll never let it die.”

CHAPTER 8

SHAMEEK

Since Nikki and I had our little disagreement the other day, she had my dick in her mouth every day and she was spending the night no matter how far the job was from my place. I grabbed her hair with one hand, and I pulled from the blunt. Nikki was fine as fuck and had the brains to match. She said I was being distant since the death of my brother, but I knew what she really needed was dick. My mind hadn't been on pussy, but since she wanted her throat bruised, I was here to handle it.

“Tighten that mouth some,” I told her.

Nikki did as I asked her. Soon after, I nutted in her mouth. She swallowed it right down, stood up, and sat right on my dick. Nikki made sure to take her birth control faithfully. We didn’t have to worry about pregnancy scares. Nikki never wanted kids, and I was okay with her decision. We weren’t in a committed relationship and I wasn’t the man to police a woman’s body. She was free to do what was best for her.

“I love you,” Nikki said as she slowly rode my dick.

It was shit like this that made me want to wife her. We had become so familiar with each other that I don’t think another woman could please me the way she could. I taught her how I liked my dick sucked and how I liked my dick rode.

“Tell me you love me, Shameek,” she said, tightening her pussy around my dick.

“You kno’ I love yo’ ass, Nikki,” I said, grabbing her neck and meeting her thrust.

My phone started going off, but I wasn’t stopping. We were in our zone, and I didn’t give a fuck what was going on right now. I was in some pussy. The more we fucked each other, the more my phone buzzed. The shit was starting to distract me and take me out the moment that my dick was going soft.

“Fuck, Shameek! Just one day,” Nikki said, climbing off me.

I was sitting there with my dick wet and limp, yet my phone was still buzzing. I got up and snatched my phone from the table.

“Hello,” I said, irritated.